Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Chapter 15 Chapter

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Just as Myra and Dexter stood in a standoff, Felicia walked out from around the corner. She stood right in front of them.

Dexter and Myra were both startled, their faces showing visible panic. "Licia, how long have you been here?"

"I've been here all along." Felicia smiled.

She looked just like her usual self. Her smile was indifferent and distant, making it impossible to read her true feelings.

Dexter felt a throbbing pain in his head. This meant that Felicia had overheard everything they had said.

Myra clenched her teeth and decided to lay it all out. "Licia, I need to talk to you!"

Felicia replied, rubbing her ear to signal that she was

as he pulled Myra aside and whispered, "What do you want to

have come to this point, it's better

I announced your identity to everyone. It's not fair to Kayla She will definitely be ridiculed as an impostor in the future. Kayla has been pampered since she was little. She can't endure this humiliation-" Just as Myra went

likes Arnold. They grew up together. They were childhood sweethearts. Everyone thinks they are a match made in heaven! So, I hope you won't take Mr. Lawson Senior's proposal seriously." Just because Kayla liked him, she

abandonment washed over her like a tidal wave. Despite her smile, her tears wouldn't stop falling. It was as if her eyes had malfunctioned. With a tone of self-mockery, she asked, "What if I like

family, Felicia had never called her "Mom". Even at the recent party, when Myra had hoped to hear her call her that, Felicia had remained silent. Finally, she had called her that, but it was in such

said to Felicia, "Licia, your mom didn't mean it like that. Don't take it seriously; just pretend you didn't hear it." Could she pretend nothing had happened when the harm had already been dealt? Could she act like she didn't hear them

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acknowledge that ridiculous marriage proposal from Mr. Lawson Senior, and I certainly don't

Felicia turned to leave.

Dexter couldn't help but say, "Isn't this what

me?" Myra lifted her head from his embrace, anger in her eyes. "Don't you think

say that! You're